The Broken Hero (always an angel never a god)

Chapter 12

Percy P.O.V

I guess I had fallen asleep watching movies last night. I tried to sit up but I felt arms wrapped around me, I looked over and saw Loki sleeping beside me with his arms wrapped around me. I laid back down. I thought over everything that had happened yesterday. I finally sat up and went to the kitchen. I made a blue breakfast for everyone and got some coffee for myself. After breakfast, they wanted to give me my health check. 

"Are you diagnosed with anything?" Bruce asked.

"ADHD, Dyslexia, and PTSD," I responded. He wrote something down on a clipboard.

"I need you to take your shirt off for me," He said.

"Do I have to," I responded

"Yes," He said

"No," I responded

"Please I just need you to take your shirt off really quickly," He said.

"Fine," I sighed tugging my shirt off, revealing the jagged scars and brands and burns and other marks of my hardships. Everyone looked horrified.

"Perseus, who did this to you?" Loki asked calmly, although I could tell he was raging inside.

"The Pit," I said pulling my shirt back on and leaving the room. I took out Riptide and began to train. I everything left my mind, I was in the zone. I swung making contact with every strike. After a few hours, sweat poured down my face. 

"Are you done," Loki asked from somewhere behind me. I whirled around a crazed look in my eyes my sword held at ready.

"Don't sneak up on me like that," I snapped lowering my sword. 

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were okay," he responded.

"Of course I'm okay," I lied, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"You just stormed out of there really fast and have been avoiding people all day," he said.

I sat down on the floor and he sat next to me. The truth, was that I was a broken hero, and I don't know if there's any way to fix it. I don't know how much longer I can fight the darkness until it consumes me.

Steve P.O.V

The kid had his health check today. He was pretty underweight, and he was mentaly and physically scarred. The whole team was shocked when he took off his shirt to reveal scars of all sizes, brands, burns, and what looked like words carved into his skin. I was worried for him, he stormed out and has been avoiding us all day so far. He's been downstairs, just training for hours. Loki went to check on him some time ago. I don't trust the trickster, but I know that he and Percy have feelings for each other. I also know that he was mind controlled when he attacked us and all that, but he's literally the trickster god!

I walked over to Bucky and we talked about the kid. I think we've all taken a liking to him, and would do anything to protect him from more pain. We all have our demons, but I wonder what he saw at night. Also, the kid was a freaking Greek demigod! How has nobody at S.H.E.I.L.D noticed them before! He said something about mist and mortals, but I didn't really understand him.

I heard the phone ring and picked it up, "Hello?" I asked.

"Is my nephew there?" a voice asked back, one that I assumed belonged to Percy's uncle, Oliver.

"Yes, but he's busy right now," I said, knowing that Percy probably didn't want to see us, and if we went to find him, we may get a sword dangerously close to our heads.

"Ok, I'm coming to get him, tell him that I don't blame him for anything that happened, or for running away," He said.

"Of course," I responded and hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Bucky asked.

"Percy's uncle, Oliver Queen," I said, "He wanted me to take a message to Percy, and he's coming to pick him up."

"What, the kid's one of us now!" Bucky said

"Don't worry, he's coming back, his uncle agreed to let him come on the weekends and if we need him other times," I assured Bucky.

Tony P.O.V

I was scared. Honestly, a kid should not have that many scars. I know he was a Greek demigod, but nobody should every have to go though what he did to get those scars. On top of all that, he's been through 2 wars and lost most of his friends. He quickly left the room after pulling his shirt back on. He's been training since then.

I also know that he has flashbacks that are pretty bad, because I'd seen him have one in front of me. This kid was part of our family now, and we would do our best not to let him come to anymore harm, and to help him heal. I think he may be one of the strongest of all of us, he had been through hell and back literately! 

I walked down to my workshop and decided to start making something for him. While I was down there, I heard a clatter.

"Clint!" I said in an exasperated way, "Come down from the vent!"

"Fine, fine," He said jumping down, he had finally stopped playing Among Us. "Did you see the kid's scars?" He asked

"Yeah, it's scary knowing that he had to go through all that," I said. Clint picked up a random piece of tech off the table. "Don't touch that," I said, "I'm still working on it and I want it to turn out decent."

"Fine, whatever," he said, dropping it back to the table. 

"Do me a favor," I said, "Crawl around in the vents and check on the kid okay?"

"Okay," He said and swung back up into the vent.

I know you didn't expect this, but....

Nico P.O.V

I still can't get over how broken Percy looks. He's gone through so much, faced demons, both literally and mentaly. This is why I have shut myself in my cabin, only coming out to eat until I can think of a way to help him. I am currently listening to Fall Out Boy on my phone and brainstorming ways I can help Percy. 

From what Annabeth said, Percy barley survived Tartarus. She said he took all her torture, after already being weak from the other things they had faced. Percy really was the strongest demigod of our generation. After the second war was over, he made the gods release Calypso and told her what had happened to Leo. He was also taking care of the bronze dragon, Festus, who had been lost without Leo. 

The other day, I saw Blackjack. He occasionally comes to see me and will let me ride him, he looked so lost. Percy being so broken had affected him too. I had one idea, but I don't know if this would make it worse or better for him. I was thinking, that I could bring him to the Underworld to see all the rest of the 7. I don't want to make it harder for him though.

Yay! Chapter 12 finally! Did you like it? Any suggestions? Remember to like, comment, and share, and I hope you all have a great day or night and keep reading! (This chapter has been 1217 words)